Just as the words were spoken, two beautifully dressed girls walked onto the stage holding an exquisite box.
When everyone saw it was a bottle of dicine, they found it strange; this was clearly a treasure auction, so why were they selling dicine?
The crowd whispered among themselves: "Hey! What’s going on? Isn’t this a treasure auction? Why are they selling dicine now?"
"Yes! We traveled so far because we were interested in the valuable jewels here, and now they’ve switched to selling dicine. How can that be?"
The shopkeeper saw this and signaled everyone to quiet down, chuckling, "Everyone, calm down. This dicine is a miraculous drug that money can’t buy. Usually, it’s impossible to purchase. The price is extrely high, and a Divine Doctor is in dire need of money, so he consigned it to our auction. Normally, you wouldn’t have such an opportunity."
As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, a strong man shouted from below, "What does this dicine do? You should make it clear to us."
Others agreed, "Yes! You only say it’s a miracle dicine; exactly what kind of miracle dicine is it?"
The shopkeeper gestured for quiet again and continued, "Legend has it that this miracle dicine can resurrect the dead, grant longevity to the living, heal the wounded instantly, make martial artists’ power increase dozens of tis instantly, and even grow limbs for those without arms or legs."
"Wow...!"
Upon hearing this, the audience erupted. Such a miraculous dicine exists in this world; everyone’s curiosity grew, and they all desired it.
Indeed, in this world, who doesn’t experience birth, aging, sickness, and death? If such a miracle dicine truly exists, anyone would want it.
Especially the Weirdo in the VIP room, staring intently at the bottle in the shopkeeper’s hand, wishing to snatch it imdiately.
However, among the many guests, there were so skeptical of its authenticity: "Shopkeeper, you claim it’s a miracle dicine and expect us to pay for it; you should provide so proof, right?" In the end, they loudly asked the person nearby, "Do you agree?"
"Yes, yes." The crowd agreed.
The shopkeeper was in trouble, jokingly replied, "How can I prove it to you? I can’t chop off my own hand as proof, right?"
The audience debated from the floor...
"Why not find soone to test it?"
"Wasn’t there a Weirdo without arms and legs earlier? Let him try it."
Just after the words were spoken, a dark shadow flashed above, and the Weirdo impatiently jumped down from the second floor, shouting loudly, "Shopkeeper, let try it; the effect must be significant."
Seeing him, the shopkeeper quickly hid the bottle behind him, smiling defensively, "Master, don’t joke. There’s not much miracle dicine. You’ve lost both arms and legs, and the coverage is too big. If the dicine is used on you, what else can we sell?"
The Weirdo grew anxious and said, "Shopkeeper, why are you so stingy? Without trying, how can we know if the dicine works?"
Since the mont his limbs were severed, the Weirdo had resigned to fate, thinking that he’d live this way for the rest of his life. But upon hearing the shopkeeper ntion such a miracle dicine, a ray of hope ignited in his heart once more.
The Weirdo, being highly skilled in martial arts, intimidated the shopkeeper into not provoking him, so he reluctantly said, "Master, please don’t embarrass . The miracle dicine was consigned here to be sold by soone else; I don’t make the decisions."
At that mont, a masked woman walked out from the audience and said, "Shopkeeper, let try it! I’ve only lost half an ear."
The shopkeeper slyly glanced at the Weirdo on the ground and cautiously replied, "Alright!"
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